My wife Jessica and I made a decision to have a weekend escape. We headed out, and reserved a hotel a few hours from where we lived.

She said "I do not believe we'll be going there."

I jokingly responded "You Are correct. We are going to do this for real."

The drive continued, it did seem endless. We were anxious to get there. Finally we arrived.

We checked at the front desk, took our bags to our rooms, and both fell on the bed in exhaustion from the long drive that followed a long work day. We did not even go through the trouble of undressing.

About 90 minutes later we woke up from our much needed rest. I was hungry, before I could ask she said “yes. I am hungry too”. We chose to try a steak house we passed into town on the way out. I dressed quite casually, in a collarless button-up along with jeans. Jessica went all out, putting on a fitting bra, g string and garter place under a close skin tight red evening dress. She looked stunning. Not just beautiful, but she looked like a women who wanted to get fucked.

We headed over to the steak house. Laughter and wine punctuated our dialogue, as well as the chef did not even manage to overcook my rare steak. We shared a chocolate volcano and that I took great delight in cleaning the chocolate from her lower lip. The dinner was fantastic as we giggled at trivial things because we knew that like kids on Christmas Eve, our presents were coming. I could not wait, I called the waiter over and paid the bill. I looked at Jessica and said “let's go”.

As we drove I had the music pumping as we danced in our seats. Jessica sang the words of the music.

Adrenalin filled me as we approached the only strip club in the area. I pulled into the parking lot. We stepped out of the car and I grabbed her hand. We walked around the front and past the bouncers. Walking inside we could hear the music blaring.

Jessica giggled as she pulled me to a booth in front. I looked around and saw that Jessica was the only woman the in club that was not a stripper. There was a girl on stage, twirling around a post. She was wearing a g-string under tight boy short pants. She threw her head back as she rotated her hips and thrust her torso upward to the lights.

Jessica could not take her eyes off of her. It was not long before the dancer sees the look on  Jessica face and began to move in. She strutted around in front of our table, and gave us an evil grin. With her hands on her hips, her pelvis rotated facing my frozen eyes. Then she reached out together with her right arm, and Jessica was invited by her beckoning finger forwards.

Jessica glanced at me, and that I nodded in encouragement. She approached the stage and stood. The dancer said something and bend forward at the waist. I saw her cleavage. They had then, and a brief dialog between that that I could not hear. Jessica pulled open the bowed strings of her top and reached up behind the dancer.

As the dancer sat up, Jessica's hands slipped about, pulling on the little triangles far from the erect nipples. I suddenly became conscious of the hooting and cheering from guys in the crowd, as my cock became hard in my trousers. Jessica handed me the bikini top, flushed with heat, and darted back to the table. "She told me to give you this."

As I got the flimsy material, I got her eye, and she blushed. Without caring in regards to the opinion of the horny savages around us, my hand slid up between her legs, pushing up her dress until my little finger felt the material of her panties. I possibly could sense heat and the wetness of her sex promptly, as she squirmed against my hand, and her legs opened wider. Jessica asked me “Do you think she likes me?”

I chuckled a bit and said "Maybe you need to try harder".

The dancer had strutted throughout the stage showing her large breasts that were wonderfully shaped and the guys  in the crowd were cheering. Several came up to steal to the waistband of her shorts. Shortly she'd circled back facing our booth. Jessica looked at me and said "I believe that you need to give her a huge hint." I approached the stage, pulled a hundred dollars out my pocket. She took the money and leaned in to me about to say something and her tongue caressed across my earlobe. She pulled away from me and gave me a wink. The MC called the next girl to the stage. I sat down with the blood rushing to my head.

The dancer walked off the stage as the next one began walking on. 

Jessica said "I want a drink", therefore I made my way up to the bar, purchasing two powerful cocktails. The bartender said “Go sit, we will bring them over to you.”

Several minutes after the dancer that was just on stage was walking towards us carrying a tray of drinks. She headed straight towards us. I thought this is perfect. She put the drinks down. She whispered in the ear of Jessica. Jessica gave her hand, and took a deep breath and stood up. I was amazed as the dancer to guided her through a door at the right side of the stage.

As guys in the crowd saw Jessica getting ready to go onstage and they yelled and whistled. The calls grew louder as a guy in a suit stepped out onto the stage, pulling on Jessica by the hand onto the stage and he left. 

Jessica looked into my eyes using a fire and took a sharp breath I had never seen before. "I could never do this!" she protested. Her confidence wasn't matched by her eyes.

She was afraid , and everybody was watching. Suddenly then the music began., and a pounding driving,bass filled the room.

She began to walk slowly to the other side of the stage, her heels accentuating the curve of her toned calves. Every eye in the area was pasted to her as she twirled and slowly lifted her arms out. She intentionally brought her hands forward and stepped to the very front of the stage, facing the closest group of guys ever so slowly. She ran her hands up her body, across her belly up to her breasts, as she reached to the heavens, lifting her hair.

From where I sat I could see the bulges of her aroused nipples. Then she swung her perfect hips and turned around gliding her hands across her body, accentuating her curves and drawing in cheers and more screams.

My hand ran on the outside of my trousers, sensing my stiff member,  I wanted to take it out. Jessica had began rocking to the music with her back. Her hands had crept to the very front of her dress, and nearly imperceptibly she'd started to lift it. A loud cheer when upwards as the straps of her garter came back into view, and also the guys began clapping to the music. Jessica's hand slipped inside her dress,grasping her tits. We saw her eyes shut as she fondled her own tits in that tight dress, until someone shouted "Lose the dress!" He yelled again, and this time she heard him.

Jessica glanced over her shoulder, building a smoldering eye contact. She held my gaze for many seconds, then slowly winked, smiled, and bent at the waist. She immediately pulled the dress above her butt and thrusting her ass right into the crowd. Along with everybody in the room I gasped to start to see the g string running ass and into her pussy. She turned to face us and wiggled her butt facing the raucous bunch. Her dress stayed bunched above her waistline, as well as the tiny bit of her black panties covering her pussy that immediately pulled in those hungry eyes.

As they yelled,she pulled her dress higher over her flat tummy revealing her belly button. 

She was looking straight at me and she grabbed her dress with one smooth motion and threw it off by pulling it over her head. She now stood before us in her pale skin framed by her black hair, her small bra made of lace, the garter and black stockings were all a perfect match. Her shoulders proudly rolled, she swang her head from side to side and showing everyone how beautiful her tits were. Then she bent forward, squeezing her boobs together and her cleavage beckoned every man in the room.

Her hands slid down her body as she put her right foot forwards. We watched with bated breath as she then shifted her body to unclip her garter. First the left leg and then the right. She leaned her back against the pole as she thrust her right leg out towards the crowd and dangled her shoe from the toe. She repeated the movement even more slowly with the left leg. I could see from my vantage point that the front of her tiny panties had become dripping wet.Before I knew it, her feet had dropped to the floor, and, now without shoes, she strutted to the very border of the stage. She pointed into a young man in the front table, stretched out her leg towards him, and pointed at her stocking.

As he jumped forward, the table was nearly knocked over by his sudden movement. I then saw another man's hands wrap around my spouse 's leg as he rolled her stocking down and off her foot and I felt another surge in my own dick. She subsequently moved to the far side of the stage and ensnared her next victim, pointing her other leg out. This time she chose an overweight gut with a beard and a baseball hat. This guy didn't play by the rules.

Rather than rolling off her stocking, his hand cupped her pussy and reached straight between her legs. Jessica's back arched as I watched, his finger enter her, and she quickly pushed him away. She wagged a finger at him and held her arm out. This time he got her stocking and rolled in down her leg. I could see his fingers caressing the back of her leg as he ever so slowly stripped her leg. She lifted her eyebrow with the evil grin and looked over her shoulder. As the stocking came off her foot she rolled her hips forwards, and dropped her leg down to the man's shoulders.

He wasted no time. The men around him were hollering, and more hands reached out to caress her legs. I saw as she gasped her head throw back, and then she pulled away and staggered back to the center of the stage. Twisting to the music, her hands explored every inch of her own body, massaging her heaving chest. She then pulled her g-string away from her cunt which  gave a view to the entire crowd. I looked around, and was surprised to see most of the men had unzipped their pants and had their dicks in hand, stroking furiously. I then see ,on her knees in a  corner of the bar was the first dancer. She was with her face down, her head in someones crotch.

Jessica unexpectedly stopped. She took a deep breath looked over at me, and licked her lips. Her hands dropped to in between her legs and she slowly moved on her fingers across her slit, bowing her head and rolling her back with joy. She pointed at two men, beckoning them and step to the front of the stage. The came eagerly - one not even bothering to set his own erect and rebounding member back into his trousers.

She pulled them up to her breasts, one on each and allow them to grope her. She yelled something over the music and then bent forward. Both men reached with their free hands behind her. Finally I saw her bra strap give way and Jessica stood still. The men were quick in groping her firm tits and erect nipples. Their hands grabbed as much as they could hold. Abruptly Jessica grabbed both guys by their hair and pulled them into her breasts. The guy on the right lost no time, sliding down his hand. I saw his finger push against her pussy.

At this point she had enough of this and she stepped back in to the center of the stage while pushing the two guys away. She then threw her arms wide to show her body. Her garter was twisted and so was the  triangle of cloth of her g-string. It  was pulled sideways. The entire room cheered at her gaping pussy lips that stood out proudly.

She turned around and walked off the stage. She walked straight towards me, and got me by my hand. She pulled me hard after her as she dragged me down the side hall, shoved open the door to the women's washroom. She leaned over the sink and looking over her shoulder, said "Fuck me like you hate me”.